Deliciously British

by Scarlett Avery

  The next touch has her yelping. Her fingernails scratch against the counter top right before her hips yank up, taking me with her. I can’t help but smile with satisfaction. “Hold steady,” I growl. “Good girl,” I say when her ass touches the countertop again. As I admire her in this beautiful state, I can’t help but notice Ethan still groping her tits with avarice. The stiff nipples that poke through the fingers of the hands that have closed over her breasts are truly a kinky work of art. He’s playing with her nipples, rolling the peak between his index fingers and his thumbs. No wonder she’s on the verge of losing it.

  Ethan looks my way, his heavy-lidded eyes full of carnal desire. “Xander, don’t make her come too fast.”

  “Don’t worry, it wasn’t part of the plan.” We both laugh. “I wouldn’t mind a little extra champagne.”

  Ethan grins. “Knock yourself out.” He hands me the bottle.

  “Thank you.” I raise an eyebrow at him as I grab the champagne from him. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some work to do.” I pull my attention away from Ethan and return my focus to the delicious woman spread open in front of me. “Place your left leg over my shoulder, sweetheart,” I instruct. She quickly obeys, dropping the pointed heel of her silver sandal against my back. Fuck. The sharpness is an electric current shooting straight down to my already throbbing cock. I pour copious amounts of champagne all over her pussy. My wicked grin matches Ethan’s.

  “Holy Jesus,” she sobs. “God. Xander. Shit.” She’s blubbering now. Her eyes roll at the back of her head as she shakes it from left to right. Her hair sticks to her face. I’ve barely touched her and she’s already losing control.

  “If you only knew how intoxicating you are right now,” I confess, taken aback by how gorgeous she is when she succumbs to pleasure. “I have a feeling I’m going to get addicted to making you come with my mouth.” I have no doubt that the inebriating effects of the best champagne will pale in comparison to her sweet pussy. She begins to squirm as my tongue flicks across her swollen clit. “Keep moving like that and everything stops, Delilah,” I warn. She lifts her head and looks at me in disbelief. She blinks her eyes a few times then moves her eyes to Ethan. She opens her mouth to say something, but abstains. When she realizes I’m serious, she closes her eyes in resignation and lowers her head back down to the countertop. “Much better.”

  She tries to stay still, but she’s failing miserably. I chuckle inwardly at how much she wants this. She bucks her hips to meet my licks. My tongue circles her clit, one side, the other side, wiggling underneath the hood. Her clit grows engorged with each lick. She tastes so fucking good. Needing more, I heighten the dirtiness factor. Something tells me I’m about to enter uncharted territory.

  I lower my head until the tip of my nose is right between the slit of her ass. I flatten my tongue on her and glide it from the base of her ass all the way up under her hood. I lap, and lap, and lap. Ethan’s moans and grunts serve as fuel to my horniness. I grab her lips with rapaciousness, paying particular attention to putting extra pressure against her clit. God, I love doing that.

  “Christ,” she shouts. Her right leg that was resting on the counter jerks up when I stick my tongue inside her warm pussy and fuck her as if it were my very long cock. “Oh, oh, oh,” she cries. At this point, her fists are banging against the counter and she’s almost pleading and begging me to stop. Not a chance. “Xander, something is coming over me. I don’t understand what’s happening. What are you doing to me?” She’s almost frantic.

  Given that she’s never had an orgasm before, her comment doesn’t surprise me. She might be close, but I want to push her further. “You can’t come yet. You will when I decide you’re ready. Not a second sooner.”

  “Ahhh,” she wails. “I can’t take this anymore.” Yes, you can. I open her lips with my fingers, exposing her clit fully. Her pretty pink pussy is truly marvelous. I dive in with the clear intention of taking her all the way. I lick her harder and alternate between toying her clit with my tongue and massaging her with my lips. “God.” I relentlessly rub her clit, making as much noise as possible, using the smacking of my lips against hers as an aphrodisiac. Her entire body is trembling uncontrollably. “Yes, yes, yes,” she screams. I’m lost in the moment. My only preoccupation is to heighten her arousal with each stroke of my tongue. “I’m about to lose my head,” she pants. She can wiggle and squirm as much as she wants, she’s going nowhere. Not when my unyielding grip holds her leg possessively.

  I lift my head up just to say, “Come for me. Now.” I know she’s holding on by a thread, but I don’t give her any choice in the matter. I close my lips against her clit and press down with determination.

  She lets out a carnal sound right before bucking against my face. “Xander, Xander, Xand—” She stops. I look up to see what’s cut out the last part of my name to witness Ethan kissing her passionately. Scratch that. He’s fucking devouring her mouth with such shameless wantonness it’s almost indecent. Fuck, that’s hot. My lips are still sucking her hard. I’m not ready to let go as of yet even though she’s quivering in my mouth. With my eyes still firmly on them, I watch their tongues dance with each other with absolute and total abandon. Ethan’s hands are pinching and pulling at her nipples with such force, she arches her back against the counter, moaning and gripping the back of his head. I love watching people get down and dirty. I kiss her inner thigh a few times before getting back up on my feet. I cup my very hard cock, praying it doesn’t betray me. God, fucking her together is going to be mind-blowing.

  CHAPTER 17

  Ethan

  Fuck, the way Delilah climaxed under Xander’s tongue was sinful. She was screaming her head off so much while her body was shaking like a leaf, I had no other choice but to eat her moans. It’s one thing for the two of us to enjoy her like this, it’s a whole other to be so loud we draw unwanted attention. The last thing I want is for Gary to come running to make sure everything is okay. I’m not so concerned about him being shocked, I’m more worried about how embarrassing it would be for the sexy woman clinging onto me. She’s submitted so beautifully to my best friend’s will. I know it will be the same when I make her come again.

  My tongue is still twirling with hers when I tune in to what Xander is saying. “I was right, Delilah.” She moans. She can’t do much more considering our lips are still locked into each other’s. “I’m officially an addict. Your pussy is my drug. I could make you come with my tongue all night long.” She moans again. So do I. Xander continues talking, undeterred. “The only reason I’m not going to eat you again is because it would be extraordinarily unfair to my best friend.” Good point. “Ethan, mate, if you think licking your fingers dripping with her juices and tasting her pussy for a few messy minutes was amazing, wait until she comes all over your face. You might not recover. Since you never finished what you started, I’d say it’s your turn.” You’re right. “I know I’ll be in a daze for a very long time to come,” Xander adds. I doubt I’ll ever be able to forget this evening.

  I pull myself away from the hot, curvy redhead who’s moaning inside my mouth. She frowns in protest. I look up at my best friend and smile with satisfaction when I notice his nose, lips, and chin are glistening with Delilah’s juices. Clearly the feast was worth it. I walk towards him, grinning from ear to ear. When I get close, I give him a playful punch on the bicep before standing shoulder to shoulder with him. Suddenly Delilah convulses on the table, forcing our eyes towards her. I guess her body is still enjoying the ride. “Thanks, mate. That’s a tempting invitation, but I think you did a formidable job at eating the hell out of her pussy—”

  “Are you saying no to pussy?” He whips his head to the left to look at me. He’s shocked. He’s looking at me as if I had two heads.

  “I’d be a fool to refuse her pussy. I have something else in mind.”

  “Are you going to share?” he asks. The twinkle of curiosity I read in his eyes is unmistakable.

  I shake my head. “I
know you’re going to enjoy watching more than me describing what I intend to do to her.” Xander curls his full lips as a veil of lust covers his brown eyes. I know him too well. We’re both voyeurs. We’re so into it, I’d say we elevate the kink to an art form. That said, I’m definitely more hardcore than he is—although he can certainly hold his own, I truly become feral when I watch two people at it. I turn my attention back to Delilah. “You’re so sexy naked like this.” She brushes her hair away from her face. Now that there’s nothing obstructing her beauty, I can see how flushed her cheeks are. Damn. Xander made her come hard. “That was incredible watching my best friend make you lose your mind. It was so fucking hedonistic it took every ounce of willpower I have not to come watching him lap at your pussy like that.” She blushes. “I hope you’re still nice and wet for me now?” Delilah doesn’t have time to reply. I slide a finger between her lips in search of my answer. Slowly I trace her pussy, playing with her slickness.

  “Ah,” she gasps. “You can’t be serious,” she bellows as I push two fingers inside her.

  “What?” I ask, pretending not to understand why she looks so dumbfounded.

  “You’re going to make me come again?” Her tone is incredulous. Clearly she thinks this is unimaginable.

  “Why would Xander be the only one to have fun?” My voice is deep. She has no idea how much my cock is throbbing right now.

  Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open. “There’s no way I can go through that again.” She pinches her lips together, crosses her arms over her chest, squeezing her magnificent tits, shuts her eyes and vehemently shakes her head from left to right. She’s not having it. Interesting reaction considering my fingers are still inside her and she’s sopping wet.

  “Was it a painful experience?” I ask. Xander chuckles. Suffering doesn’t look this content.

  She uncrosses her arms, folds her them underneath her and lifts her body slightly off the countertop. “Are you kidding me? It was the best thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.”

  “If that’s the case, why are you saying no to me?”

  “I’ve never had one orgasm before in my entire life. How can it be possible to have two in one night? I just don’t want to tempt fate. It’s been amazing so far. Why ruin a good thing?”

  “Because it can be even better,” I state firmly. “I’d consider it a personal failure if we can’t make you come two, three, four, even five times when we share you. Anything less is unacceptable.”

  “Five?” She snorts before letting out a nervous laugh. “Like that’s ever going to happen.” If she only knew.

  “Absolutely. Ethan is right. Once is just not enough.” Xander backs me up.

  “This sounds too good to be true,” she retorts, flashing us an uncertain side stare.

  I lift my index finger at her. “Hold that thought. I’m sure you’ll change your mind in a few minutes.” I offer her a cocksure grin.

  Her eyes shift to Xander. They’re pleading him with silently. I find it amusing how she tries to find an ally when one of us challenges her. Silly kitten. Xander and I are in this together.

  “The man does have some hidden talents. You might want to take him up on his offer,” Xander teases.

  We both laugh.

  “Darn it,” she exclaims. “You two keep ganging up on me.”

  “Would you rather I remove my fingers from your pussy?” I’m gentleman enough to give her a way out.

  “No.” Her answer is no more than a whisper.

  “Now that we’re in agreement, I can go back to pleasuring you. And me.” Impatient, I rub my thumb across her clit, forcing a low grunt out of her. Giving up, she allows her body to rest on the counter again. “Despite your futile protest, it looks like you’re ready for more.” She doesn’t answer. Instead, she rewards me with a giddy smile. When her legs spread open wider, I push my finger deeper into her. “Fuck, your pussy is tight,” I growl, surprised. I force my finger into her more aggressively. The more I pump, the wetter she becomes.

  “Oh, Ethan,” she hisses.

  “I’ve wanted to play with your pussy since I had you in my mouth earlier. I want to toy with your little clit and make you come so hard you cry out my name, banging your fists against the counter as a way of begging for mercy. Of course, it will do little to prevent me from taking you over the edge.”

  Xander grins approvingly. “You and your dirty mouth, mate.”

  I chuckle, pulling my attention away from Delilah. “Says the guy who could win a gold medal at an international dirty-talking competition.”

  “Granted, I’ve been known to get a little carried away.” A little? “Still, since this is our first time with our curvy bombshell, you could cut her some slack. She just came so hard. She hasn’t even had time to recover.” If it weren’t for his mocking smile, I’d almost be willing to take his point of view into consideration.

  “Not a chance, Xander. I’m so desperate to see her come, I’m willing to do anything to make her wetter and more aroused.” I wink at him.

  He looks down at her. “Oh, well, I tried, but my man here has his own agenda.” He shrugs. “Carry on, mate.”

  “Don’t mind if I do.” I’m very aware our banter must be driving her absolutely crazy. It’s all part of the domination game.

  “Dear Lord,” Delilah whispers, closing her eyes.

  “Tsk. Delilah, eyes on me,” I order. “I want you to watch me as I finger-fuck you. I want to see the burning lust in your eyes and I want to see you being consumed by the inexorable pleasure I’ll subject your luscious body to. Can you do that for me?” She nods just before sliding one finger inside her mouth. Fuck. It’s hot enough to make me have pity on her and almost reconsider my position. Almost being the operative word. Doing that would go against everything I stand for as a man. So I do what any self-respecting alpha dominant would. I push her further. “Love, you should know by now how the game is played. You tell me what I want to hear and I give you what your body needs. It’s that simple. So I’ll repeat my question one more time and I expect to hear an answer. Will you keep your eyes locked into mine while my fingers bring you to orgasm?”

  “I’m so turned on right now, I’ll agree to anything you want,” she says.

  “I’ll take that as a yes.” She nods again. “Good. Now spread your legs even wider for me.” She obeys. “You say your clit goes numb when a guy touches you?” She gives me another quick nod. I narrow my eyes. She catches on.

  “Yes.”

  “I’m going to make you come so hard we’re going to dispel that erroneous belief once and for all.”

  “Oh, God,” she whimpers.

  My wet finger traces over the sensitive edge between her clit and its hood, stroking it over, and over, and over again. My hungry eyes hold hers as I let my finger slide over her asshole, gently probing the entrance hidden between her sweet cheeks. “Has anyone played with your ass before?” She shakes her head and then nods. “Which is it, Delilah?”

  “Well, Xander… he was…” She pauses. “You know…”

  “I have many talents, but I can’t read your mind.”

  “I don’t know how to say this, Ethan.” She blushes. Poor little kitten. She’s embarrassed.

  “Allow me to help.” Xander comes to her rescue. “I was stroking her with my tongue, rubbing her from clit to hole. I quite enjoyed it. I considered tongue-fucking her ass, but I thought it might be a bit too much for the first time. I guess I’m the first to have dared.” He’s gloating now.

  “Did you like Xander’s tongue there?” I tap against her entrance.

  “I can’t bring myself to say it,” she answers.

  “Try for me, love,” I coax.

  Her gaze locks into mine. “I know it’s wrong, but I liked it a lot,” she confesses, turning red.

  “It’s only wrong if it hurts or if you object and we refuse to listen. If you enjoyed it, it’s all good.” I smile. She smiles back. “So does this mean I’ll be the first to play there wi
th my finger?”

  “Yes.” Her answer comes out in such a low voice. Pride beams right through me.

  “Sweet Delilah, are you telling me I’ll be the first to finger-fuck your ass?” I use the juices from her dripping pussy to coat my finger. When it’s nice and shiny, I push it in her ass and her body goes stiff.

  “Ethan, I don’t know about this.”

  “Is it because it hurts?” I challenge.

  “No.” She shakes her head, causing some of her hair to stick to her face.

  “Is it because it’s dirty, wrong and almost too perverted for a good girl like you?”

  “Yes. It is,” she cries out.

  “That’s exactly why it’s so good.”

  “I don’t think I can go there.”

  “How do you know if you’ve never tried?” Xander is the one to ask the question. He’s now standing where I was a few minutes ago. He’s in the right spot to just lean down and suck on her massive tits until he runs out of air.

  “Well, I don’t. It’s just not something I should be doing.”

  “In that case, you’re depriving yourself of a core-shaking experience.” That’s usually how we leave the woman we share when we take her ass. “Both Ethan and I love worshiping a woman’s ass.”

  “Really?” She doesn’t sound too convinced.

  “Mmm-hmm.” Xander nods.

  “You know what’s even better than playing with you like this?” I wiggle my finger at the entrance of her ass as I stroke the insides of her trembling thighs. I could go deeper, but I want to ease her into this and not scare her, turning her off from such an intense experience.

  “I’m afraid to ask.” She lets out a little nervous laugh.

  “Aren’t you lucky I’m not afraid to tell?” I mock. “I’m sure that watching Xander claim you here with his tongue,” I say, sliding my finger in a little more, “will drive me down to my knees.” I hold her gaze and she doesn’t look away.